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A long forty years

It drives me back forty years
When i had heard beautiful voice in ears
She was to be my partner for long journey
We had to march ahead without source and money

It was no Man's land
I wanted beautiful face and hand
no one preferred to be a friend
I had feared a tragic end

It was loveless life and long sea
Only blue waters but not a shed or tree
I was bird with wings but not a free one
Nothing could be achieved by me as person

Though kind at hart, I missed killer's instinct
I was forbidden to maintain it very strict
I did not look at even called by name
It was causing me surprise and shame

I am not aware of delicate stage
For me it is difficult to manage
Though I have grown with the age
Still feelings remain hidden in page

I used to pray almighty to gift me with one
Who would love me alone only except none
It was desire and did not expect it to be fulfilled
Though lady luck so far had not smiled

As luck would have it and it rained
Water filtered through ground and gained
The little foothold in somebody's heart
I was liked by some one as a nice and smart

There was some one wishing to be part
I considered it blessings from the start
I knew it may not click sometimes
But it was turning very good times

I stared In her eyes to find safe refuge
I was in no position to refuse
I thought I may sink with little fear
She started it calling with “O, my dear

I heard it coming like bomb shell
I was fearing fall of hell
It was quite amusing to hear sweet words
I gathered strength to thank Almighty Lords

She fairly smiled to offer willingness
I was almost going down with happiness
She was to be my permanent bride
I utterly failed for emotions to hide

I still remember those pretty moments
It will not nice to offer any comments
Ya, it was nicest among all so far experienced
I was not in control to find it distanced

My feet firmly held the ground
I thought I have lastly found
She can be princess of fairy land
I would love to hand over my self completely In her hand

“ I am still in her fold
since then enjoying hold”

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Wise Step

Nothing could go to my head as what was wrong?
Why I did not find best suitable love among?
Was I expecting something more or unusual?
Was my approach not sincere or casual/

Well, this was question baffling me ever
I had given up the hunt for love forever
I was not expecting any more blossoms
I think this was wise step and full of wisdom

I still missed the real feeling of true love
I was traveling in car which simply drove
It had no other mission than to travel
I had given up without reaching any level

May be I was not able to put forth my views
Bright sun rays only knew to wipe out the dews
I was unlucky among all with counting of few
May be I was not destined to get my real due

Is the pull really emerging from inner heart?
Why their faces lit up with smile and look so smart?
I was really wondering what this phenomenon “love” is.
Everybody says the same as these are blessings from His

My eyes may not have that flicker and killer’s instinct
Approach may have been different and distinct
I virtually longed for real feeling and attachment
What it could land in was only detachment?

Everybody may not be that lucky to find real pleasure
It is one of the most rare and unavailable treasure
How one can find in comfortable position which can assure
Smooth life with all the happiness and joy to reassure

I guess it may be lovely gift from savior the Almighty
Warmth feelings and all happy actions considered to be naughty
I have yet to come across and feel all the earthly feelings
If some one comes form no where suddenly and willing

I know it can not be orchestrated or stage managed show
Whole might and true intentions one should offer or throw
It may grow in its own natural sphere and mushroom
Spring may sprang surprise with full arrival of blossom

I may wait for those moments to enter in my barren age
I shall become poet to pen down lovely feelings on page
It may end long spell of frustration for not meeting partner
Who could bring all happiness and prove as good listener

I shall wake up to witness new heights and reality
It shall be best available in the form good quality
I shall endeavor to preserve it with full honor
I shall not mind it even if you come with mistakes so minor

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Am unable to understand

Unseen should be seen
I am eager and keen
So far where have you been?
You are symbol of queen

I have adored and admired
I feel exhausted and tired
An end of road seems difficult
Despite earnest efforts still no result

I tried o probe your mind
I failed to understand and find
You were there symbol of love and very kind
You were unsure yourself and did rescind

You loved to be seen around
The joy and happiness always found
It perfectly matched and looked sound
It was gaining momentum and held the ground

All of sudden you preferred to disappear
Left me alone to live with agony and to bear
I wished some sweet words from her to hear
She stood all the times to me very dear

That did not happen as miracle
It was difficult moment or cycle
I couldn’t guess or believe
It added to tension but not relieved

It gave me little insight to guess
She appeared very beautiful in dress
She stood as symbol of love and peace
I had no control over feelings to release

It is saddest ever unforgettable moment
I was not in position to comment
The air too stopped its cool movement
I stood motionless to offer any vent

Love is inseparable part of life and must stay
It must rule over heart and have clear say
No one can or must break it for any reason
It is sign of good human and as nice person

I was for sure that it may find suitable answer
Not all may be lucky to enjoy it however
I had no reservation to seek few favor
It was her choice to show discomfort and disfavor

She had preference and own reason to remain in oblivion
It was my turn now to go back seek place in pavilion
The race was over and result was openly known
It was well judged move and decision of her own

The love birds fly together to find new nests to seek refuge
They may lay eggs and allow no one to come near by or refuse
It is strong zeal to stay together for any times to come
Life is to be spent in happiness when they come back home

I don’t want to think about the mystery that how it did take place
I had unbearable pain that no body could take it away or replace
I may have to suffer it whole life with not a single word to utter
I will have to keep it in strong heart wall and the shutter

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Look Not At

Look not at what he or she appears
They are the same since years
Their sweet voice ring constantly in ears
They are our real brothers, sisters and neighbors

I never saw ugliness
But read only happiness
When they spoke few nice words
That was as if blessings appeared from the lords

What we all need in real journey?
When not needed wealth or money?
Few words do the real trick
When we have strong resolve to stick

What makes us to feel for outer show?
May be some irritation when it grows
For a face unfamiliar or with ugly appearance
That has been given by almighty at once

Who can undo it for any good reason?
But an individual can be nice person
Good at heart and full of compassion
That is all needed now for good relation

I used to read lovely messages
When they may speak nothing due to old age
But I catch the intention when look at
Their eyes seems full of thanks when fully set

What can be good if beautiful face turns cruel?
With nothing in store to express or tell
I love ugly people (God forbade me)
Who always love and pose no trouble

I wish to be one among
Even if they go anytime wrong
I shall cherish their inner beauty
When they speak little but with blessings from almighty

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Oh, Son

Oh, son where were you all these years!
I wanted to hear that sweet voice of yours
In this lovely world I missed you for long time
You were not even asking me in prayer times

What has happened to you?
You were obedient, honest and true
What made you to be of forgetful nature?
You schooling, education and everything was made very much sure

You used to come and weep by my bed side
I could feel the tears dropp and the words you wanted to confide
I was helpless my dear son when you were just a kid
I was moved by your presence and it spun my head

I left this beautiful land on fateful day
I knew you were dragged and taken away
Your crying words still echo ears
I could understand your pain and fears

Years after years have turned into decades
My memory is now completely faded
You were not to find single second for mother
What was reason for all these years to bother?

I heard little fainted voice from distance
I loved some words closely for instance
You were asking for few minutes to talk
How can I afford to neglect you and walk away?

For all these years you might have been busy with your family?
May be facing tough life for scaling ladder not available readily
Yet it speaks of ignorance and ungratefulness on your part?
The life might have brought you glory but what a bad end with good start

Now you have found the little time
That too after retirement when no one hears you sometimes
It speaks of little childish attitude
But all my feelings for you do not dilute

For all these years you did not care
To see agony on my face and bothered
Mothers are still mothers and shall remain unique
Forget everything even if lately offered kick

I have no words to offer
As not many people may differ
Speak in different tone and not side
But I am always with you whenever you face danger and collide

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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My patience

I controlled my passion but could not
Tears forcefully contained but rolled out
I have strong will but failed this time
Attachment is such relation you fail sometimes

I had beautiful times good moments
I used to wait for him and remain present
He will sure come and close in
To embrace me and win

That was all good for me to find a friend
He had vowed to stay till the life end
I fell for him and vowed to stay together
He took my hand and promised not to bother

Today he is leaving me behind
Lone figure to wait and find
His fond memories and nice time
I hold my tears and think sometimes

What will he look like when come back?
Will our sweet life be at jeopardy or at stake?
What will he do if earned a lot fortune?
Will he maintain same relation with fine tune?

I slipped in to thoughtless dream
We had so far worked as team
He was to stand all the time by my side
As our horizon was vast and very wide

I wished him long and happy journey
I thought" it may be wish of almighty"
He is on the board of ship to cruise
To fulfill all the dreams and promises

I stayed at shore and witness
His ship sailing towards sea surface
Never ending and never disappearing
But sending me shock waves and fearing

I brush aside such thoughts
I wish all the good in life without being caught
It is part of the life and one must venture out for good
The philosophy of life must be clearly understood

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Upon being missed

I felt so bad upon not being missed
I felt it so much when forehead was kissed
Hand was hold firmly and patted on the back
I really came to original world and turned to thank

Mom was silently watching me in disgust
She had enough of attachment and trust
I thought she ought to have known about
But I had thought something else about fall out

She read plain eagerness and anxiety eyes
I was not aware of pale and sullen face
It was speaking of all things as to what had transpired
I was to be questioned on this count without being fired

She was mother and knew all about internal feelings
She imagined how it may have disastrous killings
She wanted to take me to corner and offer advice
When she held my hand firmly I felt it so nice

I am not hard person or having stone face
Any body could play with my sentiments at ease
I had never entered into fray for such type of act
I had miserably failed and this was only real fact

If it was not the mother then who else could offer me solace?
I couldn’t have experienced such pleasure even in palace
It was return of whole universe and her fingers proved
When my head in hairy concentration felt it kindly moved

It was easing my head and exciting all nerves
It was opening all doors as ready to express and serve
I was sinking in another world to miss it at once
I was awakened all of sudden and had little glance

I could think of mother as global figure along with other females
Were they not the lovable for all mankind especially for males?
What happens if some one deserts you at the last moment?
Not complete female race can be associated for unkind movement

My temper was slowly receding and realizing the substance
No one should condemned or hated at once
To love and being loved is entirely different
This can be seen with eyes and is always apparent

She may be in my mind with slight different position
As I have believed in reality and not in any superstition
If she has something in mind for me in particular
It won’t be held back and felt as similar

I had not lost or in fact missed nothing
I am in possession of it as precious thing
No could convince me of divine message
Love is only to reach Him with smooth passage

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A deer at heart

At heart you were deer
liked by all and to be addressed as dear
preferred nice words to hear
without any stab to fear

Lions do not roar
still there is uproar
he has wild land to rule
In nice king's role

A lion does not share
he never looks around and stare
still everyone praises his role as fair
there is charm and thickness in air

No one tries look so elegant
it comes automatically or instant
people may know by actions or words
As there are blessings from the lords

It is nice to dream a reality
noble and standard is the quality
it drives powerfully among herds
the beautiful music will be made by birds

it is fantasy but not stupidity to remain near nature
that accords permanent refuge for future
we sail against winds and reach the shore
still remain ordinary and ask no more

I shall remain as earthly as possible
though with strong mind but body as feeble
Still I shall look upon as victorious man
As I have acted only human

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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About Beauty Queens

I had read a lot about beauty queens
When I was in my teens
Something was written in their praise
About life, struggle and long chase

I was amused to read about beauty
I could hardly see by her side any tree
Her pose in different angles
And all make up with forced smiles

I found nothing at that particular stage
I was small and had tender age
People used to laugh at my suggestions
As stupidly I was making some mention

There grew some anxiety with passing of an age
Life was explained as golden and beautiful cage
Some one was expected to take me by surprise
Only I had to be prepared for it with some good promises

It very first sight I observed her with beauty angle
She had nice dress with red face like an apple
I considered her as loveliest beauty on earth
I thought for a while and pledged to live with

I had complete universe within reach
No one was here to brief me or teach
I had waited for it very long
It was proving everything wrong

I dreamed about being with future girl
It was nice moment with happy turn
I can be seen with lovely and beautiful bride
I was going down with joy and unable to hide

Such nice things happen once in rare times
I may not be part of it sometimes
Beauty may be seen in every female aspirant
She can be made permanent partner if some one really long for or want

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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My heart beat

It all seems like today
Ages have passed by…

My heart missed a beat
When I first saw you
When you stretched out your hand
When you spoke to me first
When you said you look good
When you stood talking for hours
My heart missed a beat

My heart missed a beat
When I met you
When we started dating
When we went on shopping
When we spent time in each other’s company
When we were in each other’s arms
My heart missed a beat

My heart missed a beat
When I wanted to say something
When you found that life was miserable
When you thought I should live with you
When you enjoyed my company
When you proposed to me
My heart missed a beat

My heart missed a beat
When I felt your love
When we first had a talk
When we had a long walk
When we never heard the waves on the shore
When we knew we loved each other
My heart missed a leap

My heart missed a leap
When I lost words
When you found them for me
When you touched me first
When you blew in my ears
When you kissed me first
My heart missed a beat

My heart missed a beat
When I saw the ring
When we decided
When we finalized things
When we knew everything was fine
When we heard the revolt
My heart missed a beat

My heart missed a beat
When I saw you parents
When you said your mother’s decision
When you were thinking twice
When you wanted to satisfy both
When your thoughts wavered
My heart missed a beat

My heart missed a beat
When I understood you
When we decided to go ahead
When we said this is the right time
When we told our friends
When we held hands
My heart missed a beat

My heart missed a beat
When I became your wife
When you were all to myself
When you said you love me lots
When you and your mother accepted me
When you became my world
My heart missed a beat

My heart missed a beat
When I knew a life in me
When we realized the fact
When we understood our culmination’s fruit
When we were to be too proud
When we heard a heart in me
My heart missed a beat

My heart missed a beat
When I first heard them cry
When you saw with sparkling eyes our babies
When you said they resemble me
When you said I am now a proud father of two
When you said I love you for this
My heart missed a beat

My heat missed a beat
When I heard them call me mom
When we were proud parents
When we shared happy moments
When we saw them grow
When we heard good things about them
My heart missed a beat

My heart missed a beat
When I knew it was time for marriages again
When you said just both of us now
When you saw me with love
When you said you look young still
When you whispered I love you
My heart missed a beat

You are a part of me
Even in our ripe old age
My heart beats only for you from day one
The day yours stop so will mine stop
For my heart beats only for you…

It all seems like today
Ages have passed by…

poem by Leena Bose
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Deep in rain

I was forced to admit and explain
As the feelings had grown deep in rain
The seeds of love were planted to be grown
I had no other option but to own

It was almost near to the truth
I was in love which was in fact worth
I had no hesitation in saying few words
As it had blessings from the Lord

She occupies pivotal position and remains at the centre
I wished it to happen and silently prayed for her to enter
I sensed the heart was beating slow and skipping often
I had decided to go ahead even when no nod was given

You have all the freedom to decide the future course
You have all the liberty to decide against of course
It shall amount to nothing such as denial or refusal
For me it would remain as sound and good proposal

I am not weak at heart and leave the scene
I may feel dejection but that is naturally to be seen
It shall not be that easy to forget some of golden moments
It shall be inappropriate and inadvisable to offer any comments

Time may be drawn near and I shall be gripped with cold
I shall be left alone when some one may refuse to accompany in world
I shall not hesitate to express it in clear terms
Whether it may be considered as per tradition or norms

I will never blame about time and real choice
It was done without much ado and noise
Even as on today you are perfect match
I had dreamed of you and ceaselessly preferred to watch

I am not good at using appealing words
That might have been wanted as pre-condition to look forward
I thought it over number of times but in process miserably failed
I think of it now that I have not seized opportunity or availed

Even birds prefer to have their own nest
They do want and try desperately with zest
We have human mind and think of closer bond
It is expected that some one very dear must respond

I knew my love may speak for itself
It shall not be thrown to remain at sea shelf
It is treasured one and must find place
I am not blind person to get involved in mad race

It must find its place with acceptance
I want it to be accepted at once
I don’t think it needs any exposure
But few reassuring words to make it sure

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Lady Luck

Theres a woman in new orleans
Said to love me she was born
But that was friday payday
By sunday she was gone
So I drove on down to texas
Where I did not do to well
I fell hard for this woman child
Turn ou she came from...well
Lady luck help me hold on
Lady luck help me hold on
To one that I love
Well I had no luck with women
Thought Id try my hand at cards
So I headed for nevada
Gonna really take them on
But the way the hands were fallin
And the way the money goes
You could say its getting colder
You could say I nearly froze
Lady luck help me hold on
Lady luck help me hold on
To one that I love
So I started playing guitar
In a southern boogie band
And the ladies I was meeting
Make you want to buy the farm
Gettin tired of saving souvenirs
Dont remind me where theyre from
And the nights come on like magic
In the morning its all gone
Lady luck help me hold on
Lady luck help me hold on
To one that I love
Lady luck help me hold on
To one that I love
Lady luck help me hold on
Lady luck help me hold on
To one that I love
Lady luck help me hold on
Lady luck help me hold on
(mccafferty,agnew,charlton,sweet)
Copyright 1989 m.a.c.s. music

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Your Eyes

Lost in your eyes
Despite controlled try
No use as I felt shy
Asked many times, why?

Why should there be any pull?
When heart feels very much full
When she has committed in yes
I should only look at your face

You have now gone into hiding
I am left behind for only kidding
I shall still be happy and smiling
When you may come back as willing

It is wonderful too look at
Think of future and vision to set
Dream about what the shape will be of relation
Now itself that joy gives me clear indication

I love not, to be hated person
I am sweet in that sense with so many reasons
She must assert her self for on ward journey
Yet it needs luck and blessings from almighty

Should I dare to ask you for hand?
I shall act less as companion and more as friend
You will find the difference in real
As I have nothing to conceal

I look at your eyes and simply go blank
They are powerful enough to make me sink
I read fearless expression for full commitment
I am for it and have no regret or resentment

Come to me and say with full sentence
I want to hear it closely and at once
You have tact and art to disclose with no fear
I am ready for it to absorb shock and bear

Shall love to swim and sink together
As it will leave no room to bother
I am free bird and want of natural nest
You weave and prepare it for our best

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Lost In Wal-Mart

So... I was in one of those Wal-mart Super Stores
Just the other day
When in the middle of the hallway
I felt someone grab my fingers tight
I looked and there she was... a little child holding
With all her might

I saw her eyes big and brown
Somehow she pulled me to the ground
Now..what was a man...big as me suppose to do
So... I said... child... Can I help you..?

As she looked at me with big brown eyes
Her beauty and sadness... almost caused a great flood
And with her voice ready to cry
She ask... If'n...I'd seen her mommy?

Now has anybody ever had their heart fallout of their soul...?
Mine did... And I couldn't help but notice
Her knees.. Shaking... Like she was at the North Pole.
Now you... and me... and everyone knows...
Children aren't to talk to strangers...
Because we've all heard... how great... and terrible those..dangers!
But she still had hold...of my fingers

Well... at that same time I felt.. heard a voice in my head
Don't move.... this is where I should.. need.. to stand
I did... But I still raised up my left hand
Because.. I didn't... know what to do?
I felt like that child... back in first grade school!

So... I spoke with my voice really loud.
I said...this child's mommy is lost... (you see)
I have always been able to see when love needed my help!
But this time... I had never known how helpless..I felt!

I said...please..someone.. call the M.O.D.
Short for Manager on Duty.
Help me... Find the mommy of this little cutie
Well in a few moments through that crowd of people
This women... M.O.D. appeared
She knelt down and said..Oh.. Oh...you're such a little dear...
Held out her hands..said sweetie come-mere

Yet.. I knew what this child was thinking... because
She now clung to me
Her arm went tight.. around my knee
And in her fist part of my jean's

I felt heard again that gentlest of a voice
I know you can you feel... her fear.....
So I want you... to just stand here....
Well I let my left hand rest gently...on her little head
I felt the trembling...and some how it cut my soul....
(because I felt those greatest of dreads)

So there we were twenty... thirty minutes... maybe a little more..
Then that voice ok look to the left
And from a hundred yards I saw her and the plant nursey room door
and heard that one's the mom....!
And even from that distance
I knew my thoughts were right
She looked like she'd seen a ghost
Face Pale.... I reconized her... pure.. It was Snow..White..
So I raised that child up to my shoulder
That had clung so tight to my knee...Shouted... Hey Lady... Over here..

I can't describe her relief... nor her tears...
But..I'll never forget them...or her...for the rest of my years...
Because as she came close... I cleary heard...Thank..You..God...!
As she fell with that child in her arms...knee's hitting the floor..
She begged for mercy... forgivness...
From the child, from God... I was'nt quite shore?

Well Ok.. I finally decided it was safe for me.. I turned to leave
And there again.. she was wrapped around my knee
This time love forced me to the ground
All the while that mommy's great tears.. rained down
I glanced briefly at the face.. of that girl women that still cried
And then I said Child... Is this your mom?
With a smile and nod... said my name is Dawnn..
She showed me a bruise on her elbow
That had been caused by her cat... his name was Heck
Then she smiled and embaced my neck

Suddenly I was there outside my heart
My own tears began to start............... well
When I was able I a-rose.. that mom started to explain
Mention husband...Iraq... two years... and a plane
In her haste had thought Grandma had
Her in her car
That she had to go... airport...late and so far
Tell her don't speed the plane will be late

I did what I was told... and ask if'n.. I... could hold Dawnn
Because she needed to call her own mom...
On the phone... Yes.. Yes... Mom I have her.. she's safe...
What..what.. The plane is late... How do you know that?
She then said mom... I need to call you back
Putting her cell phone down

She stared at me with eyes big and round
Then I smiled at Dawnn.. and put my head down
She said it's been so hard.. these last two years
And again she said, Thank You God....through some more tears
She stepped closer... and almost whisperd.. so I could barley hear
She said...I ask God to have someone he trusted
Guard my daughter until I got there
She cried and still stared

I put love and little Dawnn back on the ground
I tired to mumble something... but couldn't hardly make a sound
So I said good by to Dawn and take good care of Heck
Then that women child said thank you Clyde
And... with her free arm pert near broke my neck
She stilled cried a little... guess.. I did the same
Surprised that she knew my name
She said God Loves you u-know
And I have to go
As she backed up... she added
I'll name my first son....
After the man that can see far....
May God bless you where-ere you go... or are....

So I wrote this poem about a little girl and her mom Lost in Wal-mart.
I admit I was confussed as to why this little girl came to me and ask me to help her find her mom.But what was I to do, I could only stand there
and try to do what I felt was the correct thing.
It was easy to see that young women that came running into that
store was lost and scared. I don't claim anything but it was strange to have this little girl refuse help from so many of the other's that were there. Yet I obeyed the thoughts that kept coming into my soul. I'm not sure if it was the right thing to do. I just did what I thought came into my mind. It was like I was thinking with and unused portion of my heart, if that was possible.. the end

poem by Clyde Bryson
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Hollow World

I heard a speech in religious congregation
It was widely read out in relation
With worldly happenings and people around
The speech was tremendous and seemed very sound

As all religious leaders try to prove something good
To preach and get satisfaction out of it and consider as food
What do they have with them except to part with good words?
Spread the message with love of almighty or lords

They have found refuge under roof of holy homes
Where no one is shunted out but always welcomed
Nice treatment with all help for possible mental peace
Nice words, healing touch and free from any satire or tease

But we live in live world surrounded by sheer lies
All sorts of rumors, propaganda and false promises
Dependence on such persons whose words are hollow
We know about it but still compelled to follow

If not, then there is cruel world to face
Left behind in sands even though considered as mad race
For paltry sum or gain of no significance
Daily quarrels, altercations and pursuit of insignificance

We live in world that is built on promises
Constructed by liars with full of flaws and misses
I love listening to such gimmicks despite knowing the reality
To hide the emotions and inside rage is called very good quality

Well, no one can claim aloofness
It may be called dirty ground reality and dirty surface
Yet we have to live with it by making permanent base
Run after it, grab it and survive after making frantic chase

No one has succeeded in escaping from its dragnet
The ground has been made slippery and wet
There are every chance of slipping
Cry over bad fate and weeping

It may remain so for centuries to come
We may feel as if imprisoned in drum
Where our voice can’t be heard by outside world
As they have become used to and developed cold

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To a Friend

I had made promise
To be friendly and nice
As her name stood well for name
I sincerely praised her and never blamed

Today she has her birthday
I wish it to become shining and special day
All relatives and friends may be wishing
I need my silver button to brass with polishing

What would is ay to her?
A bouquet in hand to offer
With wishes of long life
Peaceful and sans strife

Smile costs nothing
It conveys beautifully something
If you can offer little happiness
That may reflect cleverly on your face

I would wish you to be friendly
Never a thought in your mind to reveal sadly
That can be real wish on this very beautiful day
Keep always in mind of never going away

Not eyes, face or language may speak
They may only infuriate and make you weak
Just little gesture may make all that beautiful
Life then would be so lovely and purposeful

I may not like stars and moon
As they may disappear soon
But you may remain for long
Even if sometimes I may go wrong

Let roses not fade away from the scene
As it will be auspicious day to be seen
You may shine in your beautiful dress
A lovely smile to be watched on face

Smile you always bear and make it as habit
Many good things mar revolve around your orbit
You shall remain there as dominating force
I shall look with smiles at you of course

Wish your happiness may never fade
You may have all the way clear to trade
What you may not find always gone year
I shall wish you loudly in your ears

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Lovely Laras

I exclaimed it as "saras, saras, and saras"*(beautiful)
She is my new friend Laras, Laras, Laras
She smiled back as I had promised
To write a poem on her and surprised

May be all good people are having same smile
To look at them inadvertently for a while
How can one look adult also and at the same time so innocent?
I saw it on her face very much present

She seems to be nice personality
A rare combination of human quality
Religious, pious as well as firm believer
In almighty for ever and forever

Her eyes are straight and piercing
Quiet intriguing and menacing
As if asking from a stranger
How one can well manage over anger?

Head is rested over hand
Thinking how to act and become friend
How to put trust on a man
Even though we need to trust as human

I am poet and know the face lines
It may deceive number of times
Yet I see in her as good humorist
Not only good human being but hidden artist

She has every reason to be good
As she has been blessed with food
It is said" good thoughts emerge from grain you eat"
So is the thought and you meet the good fate

You are never put into trouble
Your life journey is smooth and without struggle
You can smile for self and for others
As almighty has shower on you and orders

I would love to have those kinds of eyes
Which may speak without any specific try?
Normal people are afraid and feel shy
But here I need not ask any question for why

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A lion's head

At heart you were deer
liked by all and to be addressed as dear
preferred nice words to hear
without any stab to fear

Lions do not roar
still there is uproar
he has wild land to rule
In nice king's role

Who has not seen their elegant style?
they move freely in their kingdom for a while
they rule over thousands of miles
yet it is habitat to live for meanwhile

A lion does not share
he never looks around and stare
still everyone praises his role as fair
there is charm and thickness in air

No one tries to look so elegant
it comes automatically or instant
people may know by actions or words
As there are blessings from the lords

It is nice to dream a reality
noble and standard is the quality
it drives powerfully among herds
the beautiful music will be made by birds

it is fantasy but not stupidity to remain near nature
that accords permanent refuge for future
we sail against winds and reach the shore
still remain ordinary and ask no more

I shall remain as earthly as possible
though with strong mind but body as feeble
Still I shall look upon as victorious man
As I have acted only human

We may try to project or live under that name
all fearless qualities we try to claim
we are not at all worthy of all qualities
we fake the originality and live under same identity

It is good to be called lion hearted person
he or she may have all the valid reasons
it is glorifying one of the bravest creature
it is their life style to live with nature

You can never pretend to be human with lion's head
it will no where allow you to lead
the lion will not succumb to the domination
human beings surrender with little hesitation

You may with beautiful dreams
as it is not reality as sun beam
how long can you stand under the hot sun?
you may try to find safe refuge and run

We have many ways to reflect the views
we ask for open opinion and constantly review
it is still a big question as what is contrary?
it is ruled out of question and stands as unnecessary

It is good to be looked as brave
You may not be lucky to have close shave
some day it will pose direct threat
it will depend how you respond or treat

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Being very dear

I won’t step in anybody’s show and compare
I shall have to find the real place to go somewhere
Dreamland will not make me feel at home
Who else will be waiting for me to welcome?

I have my own land to live with and flow
Little thought of her brings on cheeks a fine glow
I don’t know how to take it as gift or blessings?
Certainly I shall think of it as place never missing

You were not far from being very dear
I can still feel the pulse of heart very near
It is pulsating slowly but with sensation I hear
Some unknown thought grip the mind and create fear

I have asked each and every leaf of tree about you
I was passionate and blind in love as it is very much true
Nothing appeals me much than those sweet words
They were none the less than have been spoken by lords

I have longed for the close company even this before
I had no courage to come forward and ask for
It would have been considered absurd and illogical
How could then it be proved as honest and logical?

You had hardly any spell of fragrance near by
Still I could smell it from distance without any try
The wind too took direction from you to steer the course
It was gentle blow and coming in with bit by bit force

What is so special in those moments to strike now?
I have no idea to dream of those and cope up to how?
I advance the hand and find you guiding me on clear way
It is drawing me closer but pushing slowly and gradually away

I knew about the separation but had not experienced
I had seen the birds making desperate noise and keenly glanced
It had never occurred in mind that such may be the unbearable separation
Even though it was thumping win for love with such fine elevation

I need ask moon to glow less and hide behind clouds
I too have no intention in asking clouds to make big sound
I want it to go as natural way and fall on ground like rain
At least earth may get little wind of it and feel no drain

I have nothing else to feel and miss
I can find you in fresh flowers and bliss
How does it matter if I watch them from the distance?
I will not look back to hear any steps at once

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Ripples and cold waves

It sent ripples and cold waves in body
You entered in my life as special one and somebody
I thought offering myself at your little initiative
It was nothing but real feeling and very much indicative
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Why and what can be reason for such feeling?
I never tried to know and was not also willing?
I have remained unmoved with whatever may be reasons
He was kind, unique and above all very reasonable person

As teenager I have had some unsecured feelings
All problems start, create fear and send us reeling
It may be called infatuation or only body attraction
But certainly it is sometimes a one sided action

Complete world seems to be at our feet
Sky becomes illuminated when we personally meet
The stars and its twinkling and has different message
We are lost in magical environment with young age

All murky promises to be given to please
Tight embrace with no intension to release
Hand in hand with honest swearing to stay together
Not to be deterred by any problems and face it altogether

Such is dreamy land where two lovers meet!
The ground is unreal and firmly not placed are the feet
What else one can think in the absence no experience?
It is only illusory world which has existed for convenience

Even pigeons take enough care not to be noticed
Select the place where no one can be enticed
It is secluded place and no noise would be heard
Where two souls meet with no fear of being pushed

I noticed that I am being loved so much
I had not developed feeling yet as such
Though I had dreamed of such an occasion
Still it was ruled out of question

When he touched me with gratitude
I was away from me with different attitude
I was loosing the sense for not any cause
It was felt differently otherwise because…..

May be almighty wanted every human being to feel same way
It was best and long waited romantic moment to keep you away
To take you in different world where only two breathed and felt
The glorious moments mesmerized by fragrance to be smelt

I may not be the only one to be swayed by such magic spell
It continued to hunt my mind though it spoke of nice and very well
I may be the easy medium to have fallen in this lovely domain
Though it is difficult to sail through and concern still remain

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No Sense

He was drunk and had no sense
Fell down on ground and remained tense
'What will family members think about'? he thought
He could remember and feared actual fall out

People resort to drinking to forget heavy losses
To get fresh ideas on how to manage other sources
It is either love failure or deception from friends
Under all circumstances it is surely leading to tragic end

He had no such compelling ground
He had no grudge against anybody or around
Something worried him for unknown reasons
What would happen to them if he ceases to be a living person?

Hypothetical question and imagined worries
He was under tremendous pressure and carried
It was one sort of anxiety and unawareness
That stuck to his mind and was unable to face

What shall an ordinary man do when faced with fear?
Go for advices from friends or lend the ears?
If not then what is easy option to forget?
Little pegs or two can have pressure to let go

He missed the steps and again dashed to ground
His balance was lost and he could never find
Yet something troubled his mind and he missed a bit
He was violently struck on ground and had head hit

I saw him struggling with whatever strength he had
He was slave of drunken stage and felt very sad
I just extended helping hand for him to regain
He was helpless and could hardly express in pain

I took him to nearby safe place
Where he can escape from vehicle's chase
It thought of him for a while and felt sorry
Is this the only way to forget the worries?

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